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’ Reminiscence made him smile. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. . Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. ” Her father’s irony deepened. “Not at all. "A drunken idea," said Ah Cum, taking his hands out of his sleeves. ’ ‘You mean the bookroom, miss. ” He said flaccidly.
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